Take on the role of Karl Carbon, an ex-cop turned social worker charged with helping needy humans, hybrids and sentient machines AKA 'Silicanths'. Dishonorably discharged from the Coastlandia Police Department for disobeying an order to shoot an unarmed alter-human, Karl has been helping the poor and downtroddent get back on their feet at the Department of Sentient Services. Till one day a case goes horrible sideways and and Karl is drawn into a sordid conspiracy that could threaten the very fabric of Human-Robot-Hybrid civilization.
"I'm sorry ma'am. Regulations are regulations. You need a consciousness quotient of 4.1 and above to qualify as a fually conscious and sentient entity."
"This isn't fair! These humans don't have to take a stupid test! What have they got that I don't!"
"Humans are sentient persons by default, ma'am. They have personhood by heredity."
"What makes you so goddamn special, just cause you got the right double-helix of DNA!? This is that, what’s I called… Anthrocentrism! Anthrocentrist bullshit!"
"Security! Please escort this non-sentient Humanoid to the exit immediately!"
Exo-suited guards show up, grab the woman robot by her arms, take her baby and kick her out of the building.
"(exhasperated sigh) And to think we used to waste our human resources on these pathetic glorified Roombas. My promotion to the Coastlandia Central Office can't come soon enough."